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The contents of this story is of sexual nature and may involve
blackmail, bondage and non-consensual sex. Anyone who may be offended
by these stuff please do not read.
All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to anyone either alive
or dead is purely coincidental. This story is intended for ADULTS only. 
If you are under 18 PLEASE DO NOT READ.

Comments and suggestions are welcome, and thanks again to those who sent 
their comments on earlier chapters. **Please understand that I won't be 
able to Email the story to individuals. I will repost the story later 
when/if there're more chapters and when I've corrected some typos in the 
earlier ones.


Slave Teacher

(c) 1998 Roadrunner

IX.

For the whole afternoon Karen could barely keep herself focused on her 
teaching. The two ben wa balls had kept her in a constant state of 
arousal, even though she tried to make as little movement as possible. 
And when she did have to move around in the classroom, the two balls 
sent bolts of excitement through her body. For a couple of times she 
almost fell down onto her knees, and had to steady herself by holding on 
to a desk or a shelf. She even tried to speak louder than usual, fearing 
that her students would somehow hear the noise made by the two balls, 
but from time to time, her voice would get weak and tremble. "Are you 
okay, Miss Johnson?" a student asked. "Yeah, I'm fine," Karen answered 
defensively. "I just have to sit down for a while," she said, taking the 
opportunity to sit down behind the desk.
	It was only after she had sat down with her legs crossed that she 
realized how wet she was. Her g-string was already soaked with her 
juices, and now she must have wetted the back of her skirt as well. The 
skirt was dark blue, so hopefully it wouldn't be too noticeable. While 
her mind raced in panic, her body only became even more aroused. 
Uncontrollably, she squeezed her legs together, and her breath 
quickened. She looked at the clock. Three minutes to go! Oh God, she 
thought, I have to wait for the students to go first. With a shaking 
voice she continued to teach, until the bell rang at last. "Alright, 
goodbye everyone, see you tomorrow!" She tried to speak in a cheerful 
voice as much as possible, praying silently that the students could pack 
their stuff faster. While she pretended to be busy tidying up her desk, 
she was already squeezing her legs again impatiently. Please, just go! 
She shouted in her mind as she watched the last student pack his stuff, 
her face blushing with excitement. "Goodbye, Miss Johnson!" 
"Oh...goodbye, Mike!" Just fucking leave! She screamed in her mind. As 
soon as the door of the classroom closed behind the boy, Karen couldn't 
help but reached down and pressed her clit while she squeezed her legs 
together as hard as she could, bringing herself to a powerful orgasm. 
"Ooooooh!" She let out a moaned and collapsed on her desk, gasping.
	After she had finally gathered enough strength to get up, Karen tidied 
up her clothes and found out that now even the front of her skirt was 
wet. She had to clean herself up in the toilet. Covering the front of 
her skirt with a textbook, she sheepishly slipped out of the classroom.
	"Ah, Miss Johnson, there you are," Karen almost jumped when she heard 
the voice of Laura, the principal's secretary, behind her back. "Oh, 
h--hi, Laura," "Hi, Miss Johnson, Dr Jackson is looking for you." Laura 
was a strong and serious-looking woman in her late-thirties who always 
addressed teachers by their surnames, and Karen had always found her 
friendly but too serious and old-fashioned. "Wh-what is it all about?" 
Karen asked nervously. "I think Dr Jackson would like to speak to you 
about your performance. You have been teaching here for what, three 
months now right?" "C-Can it wait? I mean, can I go and see him in a 
couple of minutes? I just have to go---" "Don't worry, dear," the 
secretary interrupted her, "from what I've heard, Dr Jackson has nothing 
but nice things to say about you. He'll be busy later and it'll take 
just a minute. C'mon..." Grabbing her by her arm, Laura was almost 
dragging the reluctant teacher along to the principal's office. Oh God, 
Karen thought to herself, just make it quick! And there I'll have to go 
and see Ben....
      "Ah, Miss Johnson! It's really nice to see you," said Dr Jackson 
warmly as he shook her hand, "please, have a seat." Karen felt slightly 
more relaxed as she was partially hidden behind Dr Jackson's large desk. 
The run with Laura had got her juices flowing again. Now all she wanted 
was for this conversation to be over so that she could go to meet Ben, 
even though it would mean more whipping and abusing. I don't care, she 
thought, just let me come, and take those damn balls out.
	"Now, Miss Johnson," Dr Jackson's voice brought her back to reality, 
"like I said before, you've created some amazing changes in Amy, and in 
general your students all enjoy your classes. In fact, I was told that 
they're particularly attentive in your classes." "O-oh really? I-I'm 
glad to hear that," Karen answered, hoping that the principal would 
never find out the reason why her students were so attentive. "I 
understand that you have a very special method to maintain the attention 
of your students and to encourage them," Dr Jackson continued, still 
smiling warmly. "Ex-excuse me?" Karen asked, the shock had almost made 
her forget about the sensation between her legs. "I know, Miss Johnson, 
I know," said Dr Jackson, "I know what's been going on between you and 
Amy, and I also know how you've helped Mara Lloyd with her Spanish 
class, or how you help Mark Simpson with the basketball team. And I 
guess I must thank you for your contribution to our school," he said 
with a wide grin.
	"Oh God!" Karen exclaimed. "Please, Dr Jackson, let me explain..." "No,
you don't have to explain. I know everything. I've seen them," said Dr 
Jackson as he took some videotapes out of a drawer in his desk. "You 
see, I have installed closed-circuit cameras in various places in this 
school. This is a little hobby of mine."
       "You could never guess what the teenagers these days can be up 
to, and I have to say that I'm really impressed sometimes. And then I 
saw Mark and Steve's--how should I call it? Alright, remedial class with 
Amy. Much as I would like to join in, a condition of mine made it 
impossible for me to perform what I would very much like to do. Which is 
a great regret for both me and Laura, whom I dearly love."
       Too shock to say anything, Karen just sat in the chair as Dr 
Jackson went on. "And then you came along," he said as he eyed her body 
lustfully. "With the cameras in the storerooms, the locker room and the 
lab, I've been watching your adventure from the beginning. And although 
I can't see what has happened in the classrooms and outside the school, 
it was already quite enough for me. And I think I have to thank you, 
because there must be something special in you that makes me 
feel...alive again. Look," smiling contentedly, Dr Jackson stood up. 
Following his gaze, Karen saw his raging hard-on, threatening to burst 
out of his pants. "Since you are the person who has restored its power 
for me," said Dr Jackson as he approached her, "I think it's very 
appropriate that you should be more involved with it, right? Otherwise, 
you know how I can destroy your career as a teacher. You have got no 
proof for your side of the story, whereas we will all support each 
other's version..."
	"Oh, no, oh, no!" Karen felt like the world was falling apart. A pair 
of strong hands grabbed her shoulders from behind, and she was pulled 
backwards together with the chair. "Let us look at you baby," Laura 
cooed. "Look, Simon! She's already wet!" She exclaimed as she saw the 
wet spot on Karen's skirt. "No!" Karen protested as Laura grabbed her 
arms and held them together behind the back of the chair. She closed her 
eyes and blushed in shame as Dr Jackson came over and lifted her skirt. 
"Yes! Look at her, she's all wet!" "No! Please! Let me go!" Karen 
struggled frantically, knowing very well what he would discover next. 
Laura held her tightly and, fending off her kicks, Dr Jackson slipped 
her skirt off together with the g-string. He paused when he saw the tags 
of the ben wa balls, and then he burst out laughing. "Look Simon!" said 
Laura laughing. "Didn't I tell you? she's a real slut!" "No!" Karen 
protested, sobbing. "It was Ben! He put them inside me!" "So this is 
what you and Ben were doing during lunch time. I should have installed a 
camera in his room too. But you certainly did enjoy, didn't you, slut?" 
Dr Jackson grabbed the tags and steadily pulled the ben wa balls out, 
drawing a loud moan from Karen. She moaned even louder when he replaced 
the balls with his two fingers and began finger-fucking her. "You like 
that don't you, slut? You want to come, don't you?" he asked. "Oh, oh," 
Karen moaned and wriggled in her chair. Sensing that her struggles had 
subsided, Laura let go of her arms and ripped her shirt off and then 
used it to tie her hands behind the back of the chair. "Tell him, slut!" 
she said  as she grabbed Karen's rock-hard nipples and twisted them. 
"Beg him to let you come!" "P-please," said Karen, gasping, "let me 
c-come..." "Call him master!" Laura ordered, "tell him you want to be 
his slave!" Under both the pain and pleasure, Karen succumbed. 
"Please..." she pleaded, "please m-master I-I want to be your sl-slave! 
Please! Let me come! Oh! AH!" She cried out loudly as Dr Jackson jammed 
his fingers deep into her pussy, and her whole body squirmed and 
wriggled as she came violently.
       "Should we take her to your place now?" Laura asked Dr Jackson as 
Karen slumped on the chair, panting. "Not yet," he answered. "I can't 
wait, let's have some fun here first." He then took out a ball gag and 
gagged Karen with it. "Now Karen," he said, "as your master, I have a 
little gift for you, which is also to thank you for what you've done for 
this school." He said, chuckling. With these words he produced a little 
velvet case. When he opened it, Karen could see two gold rings inside. 
Puzzled as first, she soon realized what they're for when Laura began 
caressing her nipples. "Hmmmm!" She struggled and screamed under her 
gag. "Simon," said Laura, "I think she needs more encouragement. Can I?" 
"Sure," said Dr Jackson as he took out a whip and handed it to Laura, "I 
know you've always wanted to try this."
	Karen looked at Laura and shook her head wildly. "Stop that, slut! And 
take this!" said Laura as she brought the whip heavily down on Karen's 
breasts, just above the nipples. "Hmmm! Hmmmm!" Karen winced and scream 
in pain as Laura whipped her breasts again and again, until finally she 
couldn't scream anymore. "Now, will you accept the gift of your master?" 
With her eyes filled with tears, Karen nodded. "Great! Let's get to 
work!" said Dr Jackson cheerfully. As Karen watched in horror, he took a 
long needle and, pulling out her nipple, slowly pushed it through, 
drawing a tiny drop of blood. Karen closed her eyes and moaned in agony 
as her nipple was pierced. Pulling the needle out, Dr Jackson 
immediately attached a ring to her nipple. Karen was shaking when he 
finished with the other nipple, her eyes wet with tears.
	"Oh, oh," Karen whined when her gag was removed. "C'mon, slut, thank 
you master!" Laura ordered, "or I'll whip you again! I just love to whip 
those tits and watch them bounce!" "Oh, no, please!" Karen pleaded, "I 
can't take any more!" "Then thank him!" "Oh, yes, yes...." blushing with 
shame and with her head lowered, Karen said meekly. "Th-thank you, 
m-master." "Good!" Simon Jackson chuckled. "Now I can't wait to fuck 
that hot, slutty cunt of yours!" Together with Laura he lifted Karen off 
the chair and laid her on his desk. Spreading her legs, he entered her 
in one deep thrust. Grabbing her breasts, he began fucking her, and 
immediately Karen began moaning. Laura began undressing as she watched 
the them. Then she climbed on the desk and straddled Karen's face. 
"C'mon, slut, lick!" When Karen began licking obediently, she grabbed 
Karen's head and began grinding her pussy against Karen's face. "Yes, 
lick it! Yes!" she panted, "now I just can't wait to take you to our 
place!"

X.

Karen moaned loudly as she fucked Laura with a strap-on dildo eagerly, 
partly because of her own impending orgasm, partly due to the 
encouragement of Dr Jackson's whip on her ass, which was by now all red 
and burning. 
      The evening at Dr Jackson's place began with Karen being ordered 
to fuck herself with a vibrator while he and Laura watched. Then she was 
made to put on the strap-on and fuck Laura with it. When Laura 
complained that Karen was moving too slowly, Dr Jackson assisted by 
whipping her ass, until both women's moans signaled their climax. After 
that, Laura wanted to try out all the whips and other toys that they had 
bought on Karen, but Dr Jackson stopped her. "Don't worry dear, tomorrow 
is Friday. We've got plenty of time." 
      "Hey, Simon," said Laura as they lay resting, "why don't we invite 
Mark and Steve to join us tomorrow? I'm sure our pet here would like to 
have a big party!" "Sure!" Dr Jackson chuckled, "and we can ask them to 
bring Amy along too!" "Amy? Good idea! How about Mara and Ben? You would 
want them to come too, wouldn't you, slut?" she asked Karen, stroking 
her hair. "Perhaps not," Dr Jackson interrupted. "They have been very 
creative so far. I want to watch what they do to her without them 
knowing it. I like them to surprise us." Karen couldn't help but 
shuddered at these words.

      The next day, knowing that she had a busy night--and perhaps even 
an entire weekend--ahead, Karen tried to avoid as much trouble as 
possible, especially from Ben, who would surely have many punishments in 
store for her for missing their appointment. In the end this turned out 
not to be too difficult, as she was instructed to "report to the 
headmaster's office" whenever there's a break, where he would either 
have her suck him or finger-fuck her. Karen had already come four times 
before the school day was over, and the rings--or rather the idea that 
her nipples were now pierced--had kept her nipples erect all the time, 
which made them very sore as the piercings were still healing. When she 
was made to play with herself in front of Dr Jackson and Laura, every 
time her hands touched the nipple-rings, she was reminded of herself as 
their slave, which made her even more excited. She took the rings 
between her fingers and gently tucked them, which pleased her audience 
greatly.

      When they first received the principal's invitation, Mark and 
Steve were shocked that their acts have been discovered. The principal 
quickly assured them that he would help them to keep everything secret, 
and they felt more relaxed. And before Dr Jackson asked them, Mark 
himself offered to bring Amy along.
      When Mark, Steve and Amy arrived at Dr Jackson's house, they were 
greeted warmly at the door by the principal. "Ah, Amy!" said Dr Jackson, 
"How nice to see you here!" "N-nice to s-see you too sir," Amy replied 
shyly with her head lowered. "I see that your student is very 
well-mannered," Dr Jackson said as he turned to Mark and Steve, "well 
done!" He led his guests into the living room, where Karen and Laura 
were waiting. Laura was seated on the couch with Karen kneeling 
obediently at her feet. Karen was naked except for a pair of black 
leather cupless bra and a matching collar, with Laura holding the leash 
in her hand. Some of the marks on her body were still visible.
      Amy gasped when she saw the rings on Karen's nipples. "Hello, 
slut," said Mark chuckling as he sat down. "I must say that you look 
gorgeous with those rings!" "Th-thank you, sir," Karen replied 
submissively. "I'm glad you like them, Mark," said Laura. "I think they 
really go with her. Do you think we should pierce her clit as well? Or 
maybe a post through her tongue?" "Yeah, that would be nice," said Mark, 
grinning. "Would you like one too, Amy?" Laura turned to ask the girl, 
who blushed and gasped at the idea. "C'mon, let me look at you, you're 
so cute." As Amy went over and stood in front of her obediently, Laura 
ran her hands all over the girl's body. "What a lovely body..." said 
Laura as she began undressing Amy. Amy was scared but she stood 
obediently as Laura undressed her. When she was completely naked, Laura 
took out a pair of handcuffs and cuffed her hands together in front of 
her. Then, with the men's help, she attached the cuffs to a chain 
hanging down from the ceiling, and Amy was soon hanging with her feet 
almost two feet off the floor, and she gasped as she felt her weight 
pulling on her arms.
       "Lovely..." Laura murmured as she caressed Amy's ass. "I've 
always wanted to do this," she said as she picked up a whip from the 
floor. "When I watched you in the video, I always wondered what it'd be 
like to whip that young and athletic body..." Turning around to Karen, 
who had been looking at them with concern, she removed her collar. 
"C'mon, my pet, why don't you go and entertain our guests while I have a 
little fun with Amy." "Y-yes, mistress," Karen answered as she got up 
and walked over to Mark and Steve. "Worried about your special student?" 
Laura teased as she saw the look of concerned in Karen's eyes. "Don't 
worry, my pet, I'll save most of my strength for you," she said, 
laughing. "No, wait," said Laura. "Let's play a little game. I'll whip 
Amy until you've made all three of them come. So if you care about your 
special student that much, you'd better try real hard."
      "No, please--Ah!" Karen cried out as Laura whipped her cruelly 
across her breasts. "Go and do it! I'll start right now!" With these 
words she brought the whip down on Amy's ass, drawing a cry from the 
girl. Still gasping, Karen hurried over to Mark. "Please, sir," she 
begged, "please fuck me!" "I think you should serve him, slut," Dr 
Jackson interrupted, "he's a guest here after all." While Laura 
continued whipping Amy, Karen unzipped Mark and began sucking him. When 
he was hard, she climbed on top on him and lowered herself onto his 
cock, and began grinding her hips up and down. Steve and Dr Jackson came 
over and stood on each of her sides. While she fucked Mark, Karen took 
Steve's cock into her mouth and began jerking Dr Jackson off. Laura had 
by now moved to Amy's front. Hearing Amy's cries, Karen increased her 
tempo. She could feel her own orgasm coming, and she moaned as Mark 
reached up to pull at her nipple-rings. Soon, Steve and Dr Jackson came 
together, with Steve flooding her mouth with cum and Dr Jackson shooting 
his cum all over her breasts. "Oh, oh," Karen moaned loudly after Steve 
had pulled out, "please, fuck me! F-fuck me! Oh, oh!" At this Mark 
couldn't hold back any longer and, grabbing Karen's ass, he thrust all 
the way up into her and came deep inside her hot pussy.
      Laura kept her word and stopped whipping Amy, whose breasts and 
back were already criss-crossed with red welts. Amy's eyes were filled 
with tears when they unchained her and brought her over to her teacher 
who was lying on the floor. "Oh I'm sorry Amy, I'm sorry," Karen 
whispered as she held the girl in her arms. "Amy, clean your teacher 
up," Dr Jackson ordered. As they watched, Amy began kissing Karen, 
licking the cum off her face. Slowly, she licked her way down to Karen's 
breasts. Karen couldn't help moaning as Amy's tongue flicked on her 
pierced nipples, and she closed her eyes in pleasure. When Amy reached 
her pussy, she was already trembling with excitement. She moaned and 
held Amy's head gently and spread her legs. Watching their performance 
gave the three men a hard-on again, and Amy was immediately called to 
serve them. Dr Jackson lay down on the floor and Amy was made to 
straddle him, while Steve entered her ass from behind and Mark took her 
by her mouth, and Laura made Karen lick her while she watch. Not wanting 
Karen to feel left out, she gave Karen a dildo to fuck herself with, 
which Karen did eagerly. Afterwards, Karen was made to return the favor 
to Amy by licking the men's cum off her body.
      After Karen had cleaned Amy up, Mark and Steve suggested that they 
let the girl go home first, but the girl surprised everyone by refusing. 
"It...it's okay," she said, almost whispering, with her head lowered, 
and blushing. "My-my parents are away for the weekend. They w-won't know 
if I'm home or not..." "No!" Karen interrupted her, "Amy! Go home!" "Hey 
Karen," Steve said chuckling, amazed that some kind of bond had formed 
between the two. "Your student says she wants to stay. Didn't you hear 
that?" "No!" Karen pleaded, "please let her go!" "Shut up, slut!" Dr 
Jackson scolded as he slapped Karen's breasts. "Looks like our pet still 
needs more discipline," he said to Laura as Karen whimpered and rubbed 
her breasts. "Yes, definitely,"  Laura answered, "but let's have dinner 
first."
       Dinner was then prepared and served, with Karen and Amy waiting 
on the four of them. After their masters and mistress had eaten, the two 
slaves were told to get down on their hands and knees. Food was given to 
them in two plates, which they're ordered to lap up. Karen felt 
humiliated, but at the same she could feel her pussy getting wetter and 
wetter. Next, they were ordered to lick each other face clean.
      "Why don't you guys go to the bedroom and wait for us," said Laura 
when they were done, "we'll catch up with you in just a second." Karen 
watched as the three man led Amy upstairs in a leash. "Now slut," said 
Laura as she proceeded to cuff Karen's hands behind her back. "I think 
you have embarrassed me enough in front of my guests, even though they 
already knew what a worthless slut you are." "Pl-ease, mistress, I'm 
sorry!" Karen's pleading was stopped when Laura gagged her with a 
ball-gag. Next, she rolled Karen over onto her stomach. She then took 
out two candles and lit them. Karen's eyes opened wide with horror as 
she saw this. "Now, take this, slut! This is your punishment for talking 
back!" said Laura as she let the molten wax dripped onto the fair skin 
of Karen's back. With her hands cuffed securely behind her back, Karen 
could do nothing except squirming and moaning under her gag as the hot 
wax fell onto her back. When her back and her ass were all covered with 
wax, Laura turned her over. "Hmmm!" Karen cried out in horror under her 
gag as she saw Laura standing over her, smiling, with the candle in her 
hand. "Don't worry, my pet," Laura cooed as she caressed Karen breasts, 
"you'll love this." With these words she tilted the candle and let a 
first drop of wax fall onto Karen's left breast. "Hmmm!" Karen cried out 
in pain. As she winced and writhed, Laura's hand wandered above her 
breasts. She was struggling so much that Laura had to call Dr Jackson 
for help. Dr Jackson came down and held Karen's legs while Laura carried 
on. 
      When Karen's breasts were all covered with wax, Laura moved her 
way down to her belly. She even aimed a few drops of wax at her shaved 
pussy, and Karen screamed in agony. When they finally stopped, Karen was 
totally exhausted. She was trembling lightly, and her body, where it was 
not covered with wax, was covered with sweat. "Look at her, Simon, isn't 
she lovely?" said Laura as she ran her hands lovingly along Karen's 
body. "Let's clean her up, I want her to fuck me." She rolled Karen over 
again and, picking up a whip, she began whipping Karen's back until the 
dried wax fell off. When she was finished with the back, they rolled the 
trembling and whimpering Karen over. Knowing what was to come next, 
Karen shook her head wildly and whimpered under her gag. But despite her 
pleading, Laura went on to "clean up" her breasts, her belly and her 
thighs. Soon the drops of dried wax on Karen's body were replaced by 
vivid red marks of the whip. "Oh, oh, please stop!" Karen begged when 
her gag was finally removed. She felt like her body was on fire, and she 
moaned and shuddered when Laura took a double-headed dildo and inserted 
one end into her dripping-wet pussy. Next, Laura took out a small chain 
of about one foot long and attached its two ends to Karen's nipple 
rings. Lowering herself onto the other end of the dildo, she held the 
chain in the middle and began riding Karen. "Fuck me, slut! Fuck me!" 
Laura moaned as she rode Karen like a pony, tucking the chain from time 
to time, causing her to cry out loudly. As Laura urged, Karen thrust 
upwards to meet Laura's thrusts, hoping that Laura would come quicker, 
thus ending her torment sooner. When Laura finally came, she tucked at 
the chain so hard that Karen thought her nipples would come off, but 
despite the pain she also came violently.
      After Laura had come, she climbed off Karen and, with her hands 
still cuffed behind her back and the dildo still in her pussy, Karen was 
led upstairs by the chain on her nipple-rings. "C'mon, pet," said Laura, 
"let's see how your student is doing."






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